In this day and age, one cannot underestimate the power of half a penny.
When Jiang Xin and grandma returned home, many people came over.
"Qin Shulan, I want to take my eggs back and refund the money to you, okay?"
Before Qin Shulan could answer, other people's voices came.
"His aunt, I will also refund your money. I want to get my eggs back..."
"Daughter-in-law Dawen, can your family contribute half a cent more? If not, I also want my own eggs back."
"Aunt Qin, I'm so sorry. My family is poor and I can't care less about this half cent. Please return my eggs, and I'll return your money."
Qin Shulan looked at Jiang Xin and wanted to discuss privately with her about raising the price to collect eggs.
Jiang Xin gave her grandma a reassuring look, smiled at everyone and said, "Dear aunts, ladies and sisters, our family is a small business. We are not as wealthy as Accountant Lin, who suddenly raised half a cent per egg.
Grandma understands you very well, so
So, if you want to get your own eggs back, you can refund the money to my grandma, and then get the eggs back from me. But we can agree that the eggs are all in the same basket, and you can’t tell who belongs to them, so you can only pick them up.
Just take it, if you want to pick and choose, don’t return the eggs.”
Everyone said something to me.
"We promise not to be picky."
"Jiang Xin, we will get whatever eggs you return to us."
In less than ten minutes, Qin Shulan's hands were filled with banknotes, including one cent, two cents, five cents, and one cent.
The eggs in the basket have bottomed out.
Everyone received the eggs and happily left Chen's house and walked towards the village committee.
Qin Shulan suppressed her anger and sorted the banknotes, "Xinxin, we can't sell the eggs. I can't swallow this breath. The village chief and Accountant Lin are definitely on the same side. If I don't scold the village chief, I won't be able to eat.
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Jiang Xin smiled and comforted, "Grandma, we are not angry with them. If they want to sell eggs, they can sell them. We can think of other ways to make money."
There was no need for her and grandma to take action, someone would naturally vent their anger on their behalf.
After Qin Shulan put the banknotes in Jiang Xin's hand, she walked out and said, "If you don't show the village chief this time, he will have to encourage Accountant Lin to steal our business next time."
Jiang Xin hurriedly stopped him, "Grandma, let's think of selling eggs as a way for the villagers to increase their income. This is a disguised form of doing good things for the village. Let's go to town tomorrow and sell fried steamed buns? It's the same thing.
You can make money.”
These words successfully diverted Qin Shulan's attention, "How about we give it a try?"
Jiang Ying, who had been standing quietly in the yard, immediately applauded, "I want to try! I want to try! I can make steamed buns and can help."
With the encouragement of Jiang Xin and Jiang Ying, Qin Shulan did what she said and went to her small vegetable garden to pick beans, eggplants, and pluck spring onions.
I plan to make steamed buns stuffed with beans, meat and eggplant and egg, and bake some pancakes.
At this moment, Accountant Lin was busy collecting eggs and keeping accounts.
The village chief was very proud.
Soon, Accountant Lin received three hundred eggs.
This is not satisfactory yet.
Accountant Lin's sharp voice rang out from the loudspeaker in the village.
"Villagers of Beixin Village! If anyone still has eggs, please send them to the village committee as soon as possible. The village collective collects eggs at a higher price than some people collect eggs! If you have relatives in the next village, you can also invite them to come and sell eggs!"
The same content was shouted eight times in a loop.
It was difficult for Chen Dawen and Dali, who were reclaiming the mountainous land, to choose not to hear.
Dali lifted the hoe in his hand and prepared to go down the mountain, "Uncle Chen, who is shouting at the trumpet to collect eggs? Isn't this robbing our business?"
Chen Dawen took a look at the ten acres of mountainous land and saw that half of it had been cultivated. He might as well go home and take a look first, lest his family would be bullied by the village chief and others.
"It's Accountant Lin. Dali, you are really capable. You can do the job for ten of me!"
At this rate, all the land will be cleared tomorrow, so let’s go home and rest first. I’ll just ask my family about the specific situation.”
Dali said with a serious face, "I won't rest until I get home! Go find Lin Hui to settle the account!"
Chen Dawen said while packing up farm tools, "Accountant Lin usually listens to the village chief's words. I guess it was the village chief's idea, and Accountant Lin was just a pawn."
"It's the village chief again? I think his village chief doesn't want to work anymore! If he doesn't teach him a lesson, he doesn't know how many bowls of rice he will eat!"
"Dali, don't be impulsive! Listen to me, let's go home first and understand the situation."
"All right."
They went down the mountain to go home one after another.
After returning home, after understanding the situation, Chen Dawen wanted to go to the village chief to argue, but was stopped by Jiang Xin.
"Grandpa, there is no need to waste words with the village chief. You have been cultivating the mountainous land for a day. You must be exhausted. Sit down and rest for a while. When you are rested, help us make steamed buns. My grandma and I will go to town early tomorrow morning.
They sell steamed buns and fried cakes."
Qin Shulan had already thought about it and persuaded her, "Da Wen! We don't go to the village chief to sell eggs. We just think of a way to increase income for the villagers. We are doing good deeds. I'm not even angry. You
Why are you angry? Besides, we have a new way to make money, so we need to save our energy to make and sell steamed buns."
Soon, Chen Dawen was convinced and gave up the idea of reasoning.
Dali said nothing and was thoughtful.
Chen Dawen said with a smile, "Just now Dali said that he wanted to settle accounts with Accountant Lin and the village chief, but I persuaded him not to do so."
Jiang Xin didn't think that Dali, who had the memory of two lifetimes, would be so impulsive, "Uncle Dali, you haven't said anything. Are you planning to trick me?"
Dali smiled shyly, "Originally, I wanted to beat them up in front of everyone, but if I did, it would cause trouble for our family, so I thought about it, I have to do it secretly!"
Jiang Xin said with a smile, "There is no need to waste our time on people like Accountant Lin and others. Someone will help deal with them. Uncle Dali, if you don't believe it, let's bet that they will be dealt with within five days."
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Except for Dali, everyone else was a little confused and asked almost at the same time, "Why?"
Jiang Xin smiled mysteriously, "Because they look too ugly when they eat."
Dali immediately thought about it, "Then wait until they are dealt with by others before I take action. Haven't we met yet? I'll do it!"
He knew where the white flour was and was going to scoop it up.
Chen Dawen hurriedly said, "Dali has reclaimed more than four acres of land today, but we can't work anymore!"
When Qin Shulan heard this, she immediately stopped Dali and wanted to take a rest. Unfortunately, Dali insisted on kneading the dough.
Dali seemed to have endless strength in him.
Unable to stop Dali, Qin Shulan cut more than a pound of pork belly from the pork sent by the He family, preparing to make braised pork for Dali to replenish his body.
At this time, a group of people were chattering and passing by the courtyard gate.
Jiang Xin knew them and was a villager in Nanxin Village.
Each of them held a bamboo basket in his hand and discussed selling eggs.
You can guess without asking that there are eggs in their bamboo baskets.
Among this group of people, Jiang Xin saw a figure that she hated, Wang Chunling.